#kriti pathak

But the war has carried on for too long, my hands are bloodied and my eyes can no longer cry. Yet I still go to mirror everyday to face the enemy, to try and end the enemy before I let the war consume me; destroy me. Just to make you love me

For I didn't want to listen to the name given to me since birth, it sounded like a declaration of war. Yet I couldn't help but be curious of how the syllables would roll off your tongue so I told you and you repeated the words under your breathe until I no longer believed it was mine but a sacred phrase only to be whispered in prayers. Later I realised that you had indeed declared war but I was happy to walk down the battlefield unarmed just to hear my name fall off your lips again

Because in my eyes he is not god anymore and neither the sun but rather a human. And I destroyed myself to be a believer to his religion only to be scammed and now I don't know what love means.

Gasping, my hands flew to my chest There is a thundering in my heart There is a distant beat of want that rang alongside my melancholy For now my soul had a visitor I wish they would reside there forever

But forever is a hoax traded in playgrounds, it dies when we leave. So tie a string between us, a thread connecting us worlds apart so I can always come back to you.

Now I am another earth's moon

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